Pantomime

Pantomime is like the early stages of skitsofrenia; pantomime artists interact with this whole imaginery and very personal world of colour and movement that they attempt to communicate. I could watch this one kid, Lorsha, for ages when he improvises. Really most of the time i dont understand what he sees and it all just becomes a jumble of hand gestures and facial expressions; but then why is it so fascinating? Its not seeing the forms that he creates, imagining that he is suspended by strings or a clucking hen, although that is also great (i think the ability to percieve comes with time, Vladimir can translate every movement). What is fascinating is watching him manifest his own internal world. Watching him physically interact with an intimately spiritual dimension. pantomime is like a dance between the spirit and the body. and pantomime is like a final attempt for communication, which isnt verbally articulated but overflows into motion. until the body and mind is so at one, the movements seem to melt into one harmonic flame. Shapes and ideas transform constantly, everything is shapeless and shifts. where the spirit merges with reality nothing is placed or sensical, and while it is chaos it is also complete uninhibition and possibility. i realise that im becoming completely idealistic and romantic, but o well... Lorsha is only thirteen, and cant hear. Piano Theatre is not reserved solely for the deaf, but i think they have a natural predispositioning for pantomime. They are required to be physically expressive, rather then verbally. their hands and fingers are so quick and expressive. and he is spectacularly talented.